Actually, by definition, Velveteen is a noun and a noun is a person, place, or thing. Since Velveteen is both a person and a thing, by noun definition, I believe he can be considered a person as well as a thing rationally. Though I did debate what noun to use for him to describe himself, it was the same as when we decided to call Velvy a “he” instead of an “it”. He thinks, he has feelings, he’s a person. He’s just not a human person;)
Who was responsible for the title? Because whichever of you it was, I request the other one plot a suitably ridiculous revenge scheme. And if it was a combined effort then… Well, I’ll have to hope someone else is close enough to be able to do it.
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Awww… I don’t think even the mirror was ready for that one…
“why no, you are not a person silly ” >.>
Actually, by definition, Velveteen is a noun and a noun is a person, place, or thing. Since Velveteen is both a person and a thing, by noun definition, I believe he can be considered a person as well as a thing rationally. Though I did debate what noun to use for him to describe himself, it was the same as when we decided to call Velvy a “he” instead of an “it”. He thinks, he has feelings, he’s a person. He’s just not a human person;)
Who was responsible for the title? Because whichever of you it was, I request the other one plot a suitably ridiculous revenge scheme. And if it was a combined effort then… Well, I’ll have to hope someone else is close enough to be able to do it.
It’s hard to make threats, even non-serious ones, when I’m all cracked and smiling…
If I get you correctly, you are going from Humpty’s perspective? I came up with the title so blame me:)
You get me correctly indeed.
(Testing…)
NOW I can threaten you with sneaking into your house! >_>
Aaaaw, poor Velvy. You’re not a bad person because you have an uncontrollable condition, kiddo.
I would hug this bunny.
And then be horribly ill, obviously.
And then probably fuss at my comb-over for a few minutes.
If by horribly ill you mean dead. No need to worry about your comb over, the mortician does that for you.
Unless he has a shard. Then back to plan A and the comb-over.
I don’t need a shard, I have a rabbit’s foot.
Wait- why is Velvy looking at me like that…
That’s like offering a rooster a roast cornish hen for dinner.
Ah. Another mistake I won’t make in a hurry.
Didn’t a similar thing happen to Peter Griffin?
they do eat it though, it cant be that bad XD
Aw, now I feel bad for the little guy. :(
“Am I a bad person?”
No, you’re just drawn that way…
(Sorry, I just couldn’t resist!)